What on Earth happened on Saturday night? The Spanish club closed at 1 and everyone was ready to leave. Nothing but bruschetta for dinner, and then copious amount of vodka and beer for the girls and boys respectively.
Ah, that would have done it. Plus whatever they're putting in the water these days to turn everyone into raving, horny, trashbags.
Happy Birthday B anyway.
What happened to us all going out, or staying in, just to hang out in each others company, to a point where we were too exclusive for other to penetrate our harsh outer shell? Now it seems to be all about creating drama, drama, drama.
I love it!
3 comments:
BAH!
was a fun evening, albeit a short one for till.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY B!
hope the girl had fun...
who was the guy who looked constantly confused?
I don't know. Was it you? No, it was probably B's brother Steve. I though he did pretty well considering he didn't know anyone, and was the birthday girl's chauffer for the evening.
ah.
that makes sense.
spanish club are getting many many complaints so come on sat to watch martin martini cause it could close down!*
luv till.
*it probably won't close down.
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